The schedule for an Alpha was always a busy one. The schedule of a Mother, even more so. Each day it was the same tasks, but different wolves. As an Alpha she worked with each member of her pack, helping them in whatever manner that needed to be done. Cuirass wanted to be a better warrior and so she sparred with the boy. Frankenstein needed help gathering some more herbs and plants and Tick Tock would oblige helping her find them and carry them back to her den. She had to take the time to spend with her children, teaching them what she deemed important for them to know. She would train them both, prepare them for what the outside world could bring. They would be an Alpha one day and she would make sure they would be even greater than her, but those things take time and she made sure she allotted them as much time as she possibly could.

Today she moves through the fields, moving around to simply wander, take a rare opportunity to have time to herself. It was a luxury she didn’t always have, but it was one she cherished. Azure eyes shift around as she hears the sound of quick paws slamming into the earth, puzzled she lifted her dial upwards, taking notice of the one-eyed wolf being chased by an unfamiliar one. The need to protect her own intensified the moment she recognized the one-eyed she-wolf, snarling as she propelled herself forward. Jaws parted as she unleashed a low, terrifying growl, as she ran towards the two, ignoring how her speed wasn’t quite as fast as it was when she was younger.

Eventually she would come up on the two, bearing her teeth as she launched herself between the two she-wolves. Thick ebony and grey fur rose along her hackles, as she took a step towards the one that had trespassed. Dark ears were laced tightly against her skull as another snarl erupted, using her broad chest and her body to block the smaller wolf from attempting to lunge at her top spy. Tick Tock was unaware that this was simply a way for Anima to steal another wolf. The only reason the Monster did not sink her fangs into the smaller wolf, was because she smelled of the mountains, and she would not attack a member of a pack...just yet. Not until she had all the facts. Tick Tock knew she had every reason to kill the wolf, but she wouldn’t do it, not yet. With a savage hiss she let out another warning growl as her cold lyrics slipped vehemently through her grey lips, demanding answers.

“You come into my home, attempting to attack one of my members...tell me why you would dare jeopardize your life.”